23:62
To feel the feet on my warmth,
words that make sense
in a land between
waking and dreaming,
but lose their real meaning
and comfort
when cold reality
invades.
Fiction and poetry writing, recapturing the muse.
23:62
To feel the feet on my warmth,
words that make sense
in a land between
waking and dreaming,
but lose their real meaning
and comfort
when cold reality
invades.